The Wrong Missy

With her idiosyncratic and energetic performance, Lauren Lapkus deserves more nuanced writing and direction than she gets in this cleverly conceived but scattershot romantic comedy.

Lapkus embarrasses herself with confidence. Her full-throttle verve transcends the script like a water skier leaping over a Great White.

One can't shake the impression that Spade has been handed his unwanted leftovers.

It's far from even "50 First Dates," another island-set Sandler-land rom-com, but in a weird way, "The Wrong Missy" works.

I was vaguely amused here and there. This is every bit an Adam Sandler movie... If you're gonna watch this kind of movie, then you're gonna watch this kind of movie.

"The Wrong Missy" is a lightweight throwaway, the kind of movie it is difficult to suggest one actually choose to watch, but if your algorithm somehow lands on it provides a certain harmless diversion.

Manual labor, oral surgery, or even an insurance lecture would be a more entertaining way to spend your time.

Fans of Adam Sandler films will find plenty to enjoy in The Wrong Missy, but everyone else will be left wondering why such a mediocre product could be at all appealing.

The Wrong Missy is a throwaway comedy with an emasculated David Spade in a bad haircut and dye job, less than one-one-hundredth as funny as he was doing monologues on Instagram...

It's the broadest possible comedy for the lowest common denominator laughs as Lapkus falls off a cliff and bounces off jagged rocks and tree limbs. Sure, that's the Happy Madison brand ... but the O'Doyles actually died when their car plunged off a cliff.